bit extraneous We leave you breathless, right? It's all fair game anyway It's all fair game anyway It's all fair game when you play The rules are strange
Traducción: Gosto. Fair Game.
back like I'll see what I find tomorrow Young Money CMR, I'm Blood like a scar I'm Weezy F baby and the F aint for "Flaw" It's like I have it all But
rhyme Let's be clear and lets be fair The best things in music's being offered here It's a round table full of bosses here Still giving you it all like
you're a whore. karma's fair but instead i'd rather see you dead. it's so hard to say. couldn't run away. it's those games you played wish you would
wanna miss A single thing you do Tonight Hey, hey, hey Just in time I'm so glad you have A one track mind like me You gave my life direction A game
hand in, 'cause they ain't got no spades My whole team got dough So my Bankhead is lookin' like millionaires' 'fro Life's a game but it's not fair I
the young Harlem nigga with the Goldie sound Can't no PHD niggaz hold me down, Cooter Schooled me to the game, now I know my duty Stay humble stay low blow like
wit dem choppers The .45 make my pants sag Catch me bouncing through the club wit my crip flag You don't like it do something nigga Where I'm from if we don't like
I see you drive around town with the guy I love And I'm like forget you I guess the change in my pocket wasn't enough I'm like forget you and forget him
worth 5000 grand I came up from the curb, word First thing it rocks, now my ride's packing crazy birds I gotta freak in the front seat She got crazy game
like the flowers, she said she like the ?, she said she like the vehicle, she know? (how you got it for real?) She said she like the paper, she said she like
(Chorus) I see you driving 'round town With the girl i love and i'm like, Fuck you! Oo, oo, ooo I guess the change in my pocket Wasn't enough i'm like
and down And up and down Gracefully Rick James would have said she a brick house Or Fifty you should go home to see What that bitch bout I found out she like it how I like
Now a nigga holdin' several money market accounts Blaze the street, and then I would just like to announce Feelin' my groove, my jigga jigga makin' you bounce Others is fair
chaos feedin' on hysteria Cut throat, slit your wrist, shoot you in the back, fair game Drug abuse, self abuse, searchin' for the next high Sounds a lot like
for every V And I keep 'em drugged up off that ecstasy I'm a playground legend like Kirkland Pee-wee Name a nigga in the league got more game than me
